Day 28
Fog drops suddenly. The sky pale blue on one side, opaque white on the other. The trees away, out there, separated by time, not shrouded, cloaked or hidden. Two dimensions… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Fog drops suddenly. The sky pale blue on one side, opaque white on the other. The trees away, out there, separated by time, not shrouded, cloaked or hidden. Two dimensions… Continue Reading
scarred earth there were once three sisters before the days were named fires everywhere tall and bright and pale walking on the heath where the water runs… Continue Reading